I really came here to fight against Japan

Because Song Wenwan gave everyone so many gifts.

Everyone nominated Song Wenwan, who had joined the attack, to be the commander-in-chief at the front line, and gave him a lot of credit.

At 4:30 in the morning in Daerzhuang, Song Wenwan looked up at the sky.

He muttered to himself in his heart, the stars are still brighter than those in China!

As the commander-in-chief of the front line in Daerzhuang, Song Wenwan pressed the detonator of the explosives with both hands.

The more than 100,000 national army soldiers in Daerzhuang had already opened their eyes wide.

Like the theater commander, they were all waiting for the moment when Song Wenwan's flare rose into the sky.

Heroes from all walks of life would rush out of the trenches together and attack the Japanese positions.

What they didn't expect was that they didn't see the three flares, but the feeling of the earth-shaking came first.

The Kuomintang soldiers who were nearby first felt a shock under their feet.

Then I felt as if my heart was being tightly grasped by something.

Then a loud bang was heard...

The Japanese army was in the abandoned trench of the National Army, and half of Daerzhuang. Of course, it also included all the Japanese soldiers stationed there who were sleeping soundly.

All of them flew into the night sky of Daerzhuang accompanied by dull explosions.

A huge cloud of dust rose more than ten meters into the air, with red flames constantly appearing, ferociously in the smoke.

Song Wenwan was seen wearing a helmet on his head, a black mask on his face, and a pair of goggles on his nose.

Without waiting for the smoke to clear, he was the first to rush out with a submachine gun in hand.

Commander Zheng yelled from behind: "Song Wenwan, why didn't you tell me earlier about the benefits of wearing a mask?"

By the time everyone put on their masks, Song Wenwan's Third Guerrilla Detachment had already disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the artillery of the Gansu Army Guerrilla Detachment began to take action.

Their artillery shells flew across the smoke of the explosion and hit the Japanese positions that had been marked long ago behind the smoke.

The theater commander in the command center was shaken off the ladder by the huge explosion.

Fortunately, Song Wenwan arranged for the guards to catch him below.

He climbed up the courtyard wall regardless and saw the Chinese troops in Daerzhuang.

They rushed towards the Japanese devils outside the village like a tide.

Only then did he realize that Song Wenwan had worked hard all day yesterday to arrange the placement of explosives.

He placed them not only in the trenches of Commander Zheng's defense line, but also in the abandoned houses in the village.

If he hadn't buried his explosives deeper for fear that they would be discovered by the Japanese, the explosion would have been even louder!

The commander turned around and asked the squad leader of the guard squad, "Commander Song, how much explosives did you bury?"

The squad leader said with a bitter face: "This time, our commander's family assets have been completely drained.

In order to collect money to prepare ammunition for you, you even borrowed ten dollars from me!"

The commander laughed at him and said, "Okay, little brother, remember, I didn't say anything to you just now."

At this moment, in his theater command headquarters, besides him and the theater chief of staff, there were only a dozen or so soldiers from the Gansu Army's guard squad.

The rest of the people, including the staff officers, adjutants, and even the cooks, grooms, and laborers, were all sent out.

Their task is to clean up the battlefield after the explosion.

Although most of the Japanese soldiers took Song Wenwan’s homemade plane.

But what if there are some lucky Japanese soldiers who are not killed in the bombing?

Led by the commander's guard battalion, thousands of civilian laborers and civilian staff of the headquarters rushed forward as soon as the smoke cleared.

Before leaving, Commander Song said that anyone who killed a half-dead Japanese soldier would be rewarded with a dollar.

If we caught a Japanese soldier alive, we would shoot him together with him.

At this time, the civilians all knew Commander Song's temper.

Isn't this what storytellers often say: only dead Japs are wanted, living Japanese invaders are not wanted.

The farmers also hate these Japanese devils, and they also want to avenge the children who died these days.

Some officers also said that Geneva did not allow it, but the peasants did not understand that.

Ask him directly, do houses in Geneva leak when it rains?

What? You can't build a house? You can't build a house. What are you talking about? It's just delaying my efforts to kill the Japanese!

Now, those lucky Japanese soldiers who were not dead yet but were just knocked unconscious were no longer lucky.

Not many Japanese soldiers survived, most of them were shaken to death.

A small number of people were killed by the broken bricks and tiles from people's homes when they flew into the sky.

But there were not enough Japanese soldiers left to share, so of course whoever got the first one would own it.

It didn't take long to clean up the Japanese in this area.

Some were dismembered by the laborers, and one was crushed by the beams of the house and could not die for a while.

The Japanese soldier saw several civilians rushing towards him.

One person pulled his arm, and a strong groom hugged the devil from behind. The three of them pulled him up with all their strength...

The soldier holding the notebook for recording military merits spat and said, "Throw it away, throw it away. Killing half a devil can also be counted as one military merit."

The three civilians who were holding the dead body of the Japanese soldier foolishly suddenly let go and threw the dead body aside.

Then he squatted on the ground and vomited with such a heart-wrenching pleasure.

The sudden explosion was more effective than the usual wake-up call.

These careless Japanese devils thought the war was about to end.

He actually took off his military uniform and slept in the tent wearing only a loincloth.

When they were in the tent, they heard the explosion inside the village.

Instead of grabbing his weapon and quickly finding cover, he was looking for his pants in the tent.

But they are afraid that they will never find their pants again.

Song Wenwan’s Third Guerrilla Detachment has two regimental artillery battalions.

The 60-mm mortars they usually use are not their conventional weapons.

Their twenty-four Type 41 mountain cannons had already been lined up in a row and were aimed at the Japanese tents and began bombarding.

Originally, the Japanese troops here, including the wounded who could move, numbered only about 20,000.

The commander of the Japanese detachment, in order to consolidate the position in Daerzhuang occupied today.

Nearly 6,000 Japanese soldiers were deployed in the trenches inside and outside the village for defense.

As soon as this homemade plane was launched, more than 6,000 Japanese soldiers were killed.

This is pure death, not casualties. There is no such thing as recovering and returning to the team.

But this is not the worst thing.

The worst thing is that the Japanese detachment commander wants to directly occupy the village tomorrow.

He actually ordered the troops at the rear to only leave ten bullets per person.

Then the extra bullets were delivered to the hands of the more than 6,000 Japanese devils.

The result was that the Japanese soldiers, who lacked heavy weapons, only had about ten bullets each.

Of course, even among the Japanese soldiers who were still able to fight, not every one of them had a rifle.

There was a field hospital about five kilometers behind them.

There were still more than a thousand seriously injured Japanese soldiers in the hospital who had not been transported away in time.

The commander of the Japanese detachment, who had been awakened from his dream, had no idea how serious the problem was.

He was calling the newly appointed Captain Sakai to ask what happened ahead.

Why is there such a big commotion? Have they already launched an attack on the Chinese army in advance?